AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 11: THURSDAY, OCTOBER 30th

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     April Fool’s Day, that seemed     
appropriate somehow, but seven months  
to learn how to talk? How was that     
even possible? What am I talking about?
How’s that more impossible than a      
talking Cat?                           
     It made sense anyway, because she 
did look just like a little kitten     
would look.                            
     “Are you going to be able to get  
in tomorrow night?” she asked with that
worried look still on her face, like   
maybe she’d gone a little too far with 
her sick history lesson.               
     I didn’t care. We were an evil    
lot, no doubt, but it was definitely   
interesting to hear from a Cat’s point 
of view.                               
     “Don't worry about me getting in,”
I said and looked at my watch. “Worry  
about being ready to go at 12:15 am,   
Saturday morning. We should synchronize
our watches,” I suggested, and we did. 
     “Did you talk to your cat buddies 
about Frankie and the mice yet?”       
     “Not yet, but I will. I promise,” 
she said, and that worried look came   
back.                                  
     She handed me six more debit cards
with stickies attached to each one. On 
the stickies were the user IDs, and the
four-digit pins for each card.         
     “Ten thousand more for you        
Criminal, because I know you gave Beth 
most of the last ten thousand, and ten 
thousand more for her, and another ten 
thousand each for Darryl, Pee Wee,     
Mouse, and Rhonda.”                    
     I looked at each one before       
separating them with dollar bills again
and putting them in my wallet. Each one
had their real names.                  
     “How...?” I started to ask.       
     Amy wasn’t listening. “I know I   
already explained this, but it’s worth 
repeating, because I know you’re       
worried about the mice.                
     “My friends are the ones who      
figured this out, and all I really know
is the general theory, like I told you 
the first time, but what I do know     
makes some sort of stupid sense.       
Especially considering how evil humans 
are.”                                  
     Basically, when banks pay         
interest, they first calculate that    
interest out to four decimal places,   
but instead of paying the customer all 
four digits, they only pay the first   
two. The last two were deleted, but not
really.                                
     It still existed and because of   
that, and unless a customer made a     
request for it within a certain period 
of time, it became the bank’s property.



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